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Song Yan rubbed her burning cheeks vigorously, trying to dispel the stunning image in her mind.

However, that image is like a brand that cannot be erased.

His heart was beating like a drum, accelerating instantly, and he couldn't calm down.

Well, it was just a glance over the shoulder, there's nothing to be embarrassed about.

Song Yan grabbed his hair and thought, he was not one of those ancient people who were bound by etiquette, so how could just one glance arouse such a strong reaction?

It was not until his emotions gradually calmed down that he realized that in addition to nervousness, he was also hiding a trace of panic and resistance.

He whispered to himself towards the door: "Shu Changyu, you did this on purpose, right?"

Inside the house, Shu Changyu lowered his head to tie his belt. He could vaguely hear muffled sounds outside and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He did not answer, but slowly straightened his clothes, put on his scarf, and then opened the door.

When Song Yan heard the door open, she looked up suddenly.

The young man was leaning against the door, his hair tied up casually, a few strands of hair falling on his forehead, making his brows and eyes look more relaxed.

Song Yan couldn't help but look at Shu Changyu's face carefully. She had a pretty face and a smooth and clean chin.

So he temporarily suppressed the doubts in his heart, frowned and said: "Shu Changyu, can't you be more careful."

Shu Changyu just sneered and said, "I have nothing to be ashamed of."

"You really are..." Song Yan said helplessly.

As he was speaking, Mrs. Wu's voice came from outside the door: "Xiao Song, Chang Yu, lunch is ready, come and eat."

"I'll be right there." Song Yan said, and walked out of the flower hall at a brisk pace.

The twin sisters came running in giggling, and the younger sister ran too fast and bumped her head into Song Yan's calf.

The little girl fell to the ground with a thud, her black eyes widened instantly, and her mouth flattened as if she was about to cry.

Song Yan thought something was wrong and was about to help her up.

"Don't cry." Shu Changyu took a step forward, walked to his sister, grabbed her collar and pulled her up.

The little girl held back her tears and said softly, "I'm not crying."

Shu Changyu glanced down and saw that she was wearing a sparkling headdress on the small horns on her head, so he raised his hand and flicked it.

The little girl pursed her lips and dared not say a word.

When Song Yan saw this scene, he couldn't help laughing.

"These boys are very naughty, and only Changyu can control them." Mrs. Deng came over and said with a smile.

"It's normal for children to fight and quarrel." Song Yan said in a relaxed tone, and took out a few pieces of peanut malt candy from her purse and handed them to them.

The little girls took the candy and smiled sweetly: "Thank you, brother."

Shu Changyu suddenly raised his eyebrows: "Why call me brother? Call me uncle."

The girls immediately changed their tone: "Thank you, uncle."

Song Yan's mouth twitched. Forget it, uncle is uncle.

Mrs. Deng quickly interrupted, "Okay, stop making trouble. The food is cold. Let's go eat."

There were more than a dozen people in the Shu family, and they couldn't fit all of them at one table, so they sat at separate tables. Several sisters-in-law sat at the inner table with their children.

In the main room, a large round table was already filled with home-cooked dishes, a combination of meat and vegetables, with great color, aroma and taste.

Song Yan stood at the table, hesitating for a moment, not knowing where to sit.

Mother Shu called him earnestly: "Xiao Song, don't just stand there, sit down quickly."

Song Yan took a step forward and was about to walk over to Shu Changsheng, but before she had taken a few steps, Shu Changyu grabbed her arm.

"What are you doing there?" Shu Changyu glanced at him.

Song Yan had a wooden face and no longer wanted to know how Shu Jia and the others at the same table would react, so he just shamelessly sat down next to Shu Changyu.

At this time, Shu Erge came over with a jar of wine and said in a loud voice: "We need wine to cheer us up for dinner!"

Shu Changsheng was feeling depressed and wanted to drink some wine to relieve his boredom, so he said, "Second brother, give me a drink too."

"Okay, come and have a drink." He put the jar of wine on the table and hurriedly poured out a glass of fragrant wine.

Shu's mother smiled and shook her head, and said to Song Yan: "Look at them, they can't help themselves when they hear there is good wine. Xiao Song, don't mind it, they are just like that."

Song Yan flattered: "Second brother is a generous person."

Hearing this, Shu Changyu smiled softly and said to Song Yan, "He is generous, but don't be fooled by his appearance. He is the one in our family who cannot drink the most."

Song Yan was surprised: "Ah? This is not possible?"

Shu Changyu said slowly: "Not even as good as Third Brother."

Shu Changsheng was unhappy when he heard this and retorted: "Changyu, are you praising me or insulting me?"

Brother Shu also joined in the teasing: "Your alcohol tolerance is obvious, just like Changwu's, so let's not criticize each other."

Brother Shu was still pouring wine over there. He reacted slowly: "Are you guys saying bad things about me?"

Shu Changyu raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "No, I was praising you for your good alcohol tolerance, second brother."

Everyone laughed.

"Xiao Song, have a drink too." Brother Shu handed him the glass.

At this time, Shu's mother said, "Eat first, and then drink later."

Song Yan obediently put down her wine glass, picked up her chopsticks and started eating.

After the dishes were finished, Brother Shu couldn't wait to pick up the wine glass and take a sip, then smacked his lips and said, "This wine is strong, it's really good wine!"

Shu Changsheng suddenly stood up and said, "Xiao Song, I'll toast you a glass."

Song Yan raised her wine glass, clinked it with his, then lowered her head to take a small sip. The moment her tongue touched the wine, a spicy taste quickly spread in her mouth.

It was indeed a high-concentration liquor, too strong, and he really couldn't drink it.

He quickly put down his wine glass, picked up a piece of braised pork and ate it to suppress the spiciness in his mouth.

The men of the Shu family drank a few glasses of wine in a restrained manner and continued to eat.

Shu Changyu, on the other hand, only used a few chopsticks and stopped eating. Instead, he picked up the wine glass and started drinking.

"You don't want to eat anymore?" Song Yan asked him in a low voice.

Shu Changyu squinted his eyes slightly and said sleepily, "I feel sleepy and don't want to eat."

Didn't I just wake up? Why am I feeling sleepy again?

Song Yan advised him: "Eat more. Drinking like this can hurt your health."

Shu Changyu listened to him and reluctantly finished another half bowl of rice. He picked up the wine glass on the table and continued to drink slowly with his head down.

Song Yan glanced at him inadvertently, and suddenly tightened his chopsticks in his hand. He squeezed out a sentence in a low voice: "Why did you drink my wine!"

"Do you want to drink more?" Shu Changyu asked back.

Song Yan was speechless: "Even if I don't drink anymore, you can't drink my wine."

Shu Changyu said indifferently: "What does it matter? It's not like I haven't eaten your mouth before."

Song Yan blushed: "...Just shut up!"

"Xiao Song, what are you two whispering about?" Second Brother Shu, who was slightly drunk, asked in a daze.

Song Yan straightened his back immediately and said calmly, "I didn't say anything."

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt someone hook his finger on the hand under the table.

Song Yan slapped him angrily and warned Shu Changyu with his eyes.

Shu Changyu lowered his eyes and chuckled.

Song Yan ate the meal with all her heart and soul, and soon after the meal, she hurriedly got up and said goodbye.

If he stayed any longer, he didn't know how Shu Changyu would tease him.

Seeing Song Yan running away in panic, Shu's mother laughed angrily. She pointed at Shu Changyu and said, "Can't you be more restrained? Look, you scared Xiao Song away."

Shu Changyu raised his eyelids: "No."